Chapter 1327: Flat Refusal

The middle-aged woman talked endlessly. Even if the homestay boss hadn't signed the contract yet, in her plan, she almost wanted to push him to debut.

Song Tan listened to all this with great interest, as this was an unfamiliar field for her. Lu Chuan had been listening with a faint smile. When the other party finally stopped her endless talk and took a sip of hot tea, he smiled unchanged and said warmly:

"Booking two days in advance is no problem. If you book a room, you naturally have the right to take photos in the room. If there is dirt, damage, or breakage, I will also list the detailed items for the procurement list and cleaning fees."

This was said gently, but didn't it mean that empty rooms without bookings couldn't be used for photos?

The middle-aged woman wasn't discouraged. Book it then! Compared to renting a photo studio, the renovation of the rooms here had aesthetics and characteristics, and the total price was actually cheaper!

And there was no need to ask for favors to cut in line.

But the other meaning implied by the other party surprised her: "Don't you want to be famous? Or doesn't your homestay want more customers? In this kind of countryside place, if you don't bump into our film crew, you wouldn't meet a guest in ten days or half a month, right?"

Lu Chuan remained calm and stable. In the eyes of the middle-aged woman, he was even more reluctant to let go—because in the circle, I don't know if it's because it's too flashy and people's hearts are easy to change, or because stars lose weight and eat grass every day and their brains are stupid, but stable traffic is too rare.

Only hearing him say slowly: "I'm already famous enough, I don't need to do any more publicity. Besides, this homestay wasn't opened to make money. It's because I want to stay in my girlfriend's hometown and find something to do for myself."

He looked at Song Tan with a smile, and then said to the middle-aged woman again: "Can you understand this?"

The middle-aged woman was even more speechless.

This homestay in front of her couldn't have been built without a few million, and the other party was just to accompany his girlfriend in her hometown...

She exhaled in disappointment and finally confirmed: "Really don't consider it? With the appearance of the two of you, as long as someone supports you, you will soon be famous nationwide."

Lu Chuan shook his head with a smile.

Song Tan also shook her head: "What's good about being famous? I don't even know where to spend my money."

The middle-aged woman subconsciously wanted to say that I have a few projects here that you can invest in... and then reacted that this wasn't a group in their circle, so she smoothed her hair and said refreshingly: "Then I'll book the room—um, book three nights. How much is the discount for the whole booking?"

The homestay management system hadn't been installed yet, so Lu Chuan had to calculate the price manually. On this side, Song Tan smiled and signaled:

"Don't you eat the Snow Maiden?"

The other party reacted, looking at the dessert in her palm. She originally wanted to say that she was also on a diet, but the pale cyan skin and the chubby body were too exquisite and cute—forget it, I'm not an artist!

The other party nodded: "Thank you, is this the afternoon tea that comes with the room every day?"

While speaking, she handed it to her mouth and took a light bite.

And Song Tan shook her head: "No, the homestay includes three meals a day plus midnight snacks, but you need to go to the cafeteria on the mountain to eat, or you can bring your own rice back. This is supplied irregularly. What is supplied stably every day is milk tea—today's afternoon one should not be boiled yet."

What is supplied depends entirely on what Lu Jing wants to do, focusing on following her heart.

However, the woman opposite couldn't hear what she was saying anymore.

The skin kneaded from mugwort juice had its own unique fragrance. Because it was chilled in the refrigerator, it also had a hint of coolness. A tiny bit of bitterness blended with the silky cream and sweet strawberries inside, the taste was exceptionally smooth.

She took a bite, chewed for a long time, and finally looked at the Snow Maiden in front of her left and right, and didn't see where the mystery was—it looked like an ordinary Snow Maiden!

It was completely different from those Michelin-level artistic creations like the Longyin strawberries, which were exquisite in appearance.

But!

"Woo!" Another bite, this bite was eaten fiercely!

When Lu Chuan finished calculating and looked up to ask: "Please show your ID..."

Before the words fell, he couldn't help but laugh.

Because the middle-aged woman, who was still dressed as an elite woman just now, was standing there, her face blank, her eyes empty. 【1327-33

Her cheeks were bulging, packed tight, moving from side to side, fearing that something might leak out while she chewed...

It would be too embarrassing to lick it like that!

The Snow Maiden dessert was made plump and round; it wasn't actually small, but the other party ate it so quickly and eagerly, like Zhu Bajie swallowing the ginseng fruit, that a moment later, she was left staring blankly at her empty palms.

Is that all?

The other party looked up: "Is this for sale?"

Lu Chuan shook his head: "Not for sale. This is the only one, and we won't be supplying it in the future."

The disappointment on the other party's face was practically visible. After a while, she still wouldn't give up: "Do you not provide it even if I book a room every day?"

Lu Chuan smiled: "I'm sorry."

The middle-aged woman was full of frustration. At this moment, she handed over her ID card, distracted, and after the registration was finished and she had paid, she asked again: "Will you not sell it even if I pay extra?"

Lu Chuan smiled and handed over the room card: "April 14th to April 16th, three days have been booked—would you like to go see the environment now?"

The main focus was on being polite and unhesitating.

The middle-aged woman sighed and had no choice but to nod: "Fine, let's look at the room first. I need to take some photos to show the photographer..."

As they spoke, the two went upstairs.

Song Tan stayed downstairs to watch and discovered that something was still cooking in the pot at the front desk. When she leaned over to take a look, she couldn't help but be amused.

Lu Jing was truly good at finding solutions. The sweet potato balls were already gone, and the sweet potato vines planted this year hadn't grown yet, so what was cooking in the pot was wheat kernels.

It was the wheat grown in their own fields. The grains were still green, so every day they would cut a few stalks, bring them back, slowly boil them to remove the husks, then peel the kernels and stir-fry them. When added to milk tea, it tasted fragrant, chewy, and had a great texture.

They had just tried making it yesterday, and the only two guests in the homestay praised it endlessly. As Song Tan smelled the light wheat fragrance, her mind recalled many years ago, when she would squat at the edge of the field with other companions, stealing a few stalks of wheat in the middle of the day when no one was around, and roasting them over a fire...

The wheat awns were a bit prickly, and the husks after roasting couldn't always be cleaned off completely, but just peeling them and chewing them dry in her mouth felt like countless amounts of sweetness and happiness.

She took a spoon and stirred the wheat kernels in the pot a few times, watching the pale green wheat husks boil into a light yellow, and once again felt fortunate that they had planted enough rice, wheat, sorghum, millet, and glutinous rice this year.

Otherwise, with the daily supply of milk tea and over a dozen people in the family drinking it, it would take up two fen of land over the course of a year.